You have a large creditlimit." Yes Mistress." If I were you, I'd try to sit as fast as I can this afternoon. Thoseshoes aren't made for walking. After...the lingerie shoppe, you will bedriven to the pharmacy, where you will fill that list, also in yourpurse. You will be required to ask at least three people in thepharmacy if the shade of makeup you chose will look good on you. Againwith your male voice telling them that you are a sissy. Understood?" Yes Mistress." I was still trying to dry the. "You're having so much fun, and it's so cool to see you all excited."I started caressing her delicate labia.She lay back, grinning at me. "Mr. Smith! You really want to look inside? Oh my!" Oh, I..." This girl somehow knew all my forbidden fantasies."You wanna look inside. Where the pee comes out. You really do, don't you! It's OK, go ahead, you naughty man," she said softly."How do you know?" I asked with genuine puzzlement."Dunno," she said, shrugging. "I just do. And it's cool!"I peeled back. He told himself, "One of these days I am going to take her to bed and screw her brains out."Jack did not realize he had spoken aloud until he heard, "Disgusting."He turned his head and saw a pinch-faced woman staring at him. "Piss off," he growled at her, the magic of the moment broken. She glowered at him and hurried off.Jack sat and enjoyed the morning sun as it warmed his face. "I never realized how much I had until I lost it all." One life was gone and another life had begun. He vowed to do. That explained how she kept on being so imaginative in our sex life! Later that week I figured out a way, using an anonymizer website, to send to her smart phone and computer, links to adult stories, photos and movies.Being not only very beautiful but extremely intelligent, to my surprise about a week later I started receiving similar anonymous links and emails. Over time it developed into a game of brinkmanship of who could send the most risqué and arousing stories and images. Ultimately I was.